Riley, Gidget and I haven't just been living on a little boat together these past four months. We've also been living in our own little world; our own little bubble. In this microscopic community that we have created that each one contributes to in their own way, each one is loved and appreciated, each one feels safe and secure (well, as much as can be expected).
I only realized the strength of our little bubble this past week when we suddenly had the misfortune of running into just about every mean and angry person on or near the water. It made me feel physically sick. Riley pointed out that when you've only really been in contact with people who love and support you for four months straight, it's easy to forget what else is out there.
We know each other's worries and fears. We know each other's joy. We know the best parts of each other's day, and the worst parts. They are always the same. More than half of the times that Riley turns to me to speak, I already know exactly what he's going to say. But it doesn't make things boring. On the contrary, in an experience where so much of each individual day is unknown, it's one of the most precious comforts.
Gidget brings the eternal optimism and the cuddles. Always the cuddles.
Riley brings the strength, the know-how, and the determination.
I bring the support and encouragement. And perhaps a cheesy sense of humor and, well… dinner.
Even on the worst, most stressful days, we have each other, and at the end of those days, that's really all that matters. Even at their stinkiest (and they can get pretty stinky), I couldn't be more grateful for them. There are no other two creatures on the planet that I would rather be in this with. And for that, I feel so incredibly blessed.
linking up with Nicole from Treasure Tromp today